Keep clapping

Indecenta deciziilor constante, dictatura asupra sinelui, nerusinarea de a persista. I really get to choose, man. And as i do, i get to see my options narrow down, ca sa-mi devina alegerile conforme unele cu altele, sa fiu o teorie unificatoare si o oportunitate ridicata. La fileu, pe platoul servit. 

Put the "it" in "fit" and the "fit" out of its "misery".

Kitsch ravnit//glitch tampit//alegerea consacrata: meniul de la capat: friptura + cartofi prajiti. 

We learn manners.

Patterns of sleep. 

The power of people and the weakness of their will. Nevoia de numere si de o singura data. Timp masurat, rasturnat, tapetat pe peretii camerei mele. O pereche de parinti care se transforma, in zi scursa, in trecut. Can't really leave and can't really stay. In between, cu split tremurat pe mijloc. Can't really eat and can't really starve. Loathe the people, love the attention. Si romaneste, si englezeste. Halucinantele placeri ale luciditatii. Si-si, nici-nici. 

A permanent malfunction in the sequence of tensions. The intruding extruder, sau doar un aranjament inflorit prost. Lumea barbatilor vazuta de femei. Old dogs, only to grow older. 

Mintea care nu se poate cuprinde pe sine, la egalitate cu resturile care dau un desert indigest perfect. The lack of a proper narrative, the surplus of politics. What is expected, fade to blank.

twenty5 and the fine lines across my face. in fantele pielii, doar tacere.

2 comentarii:

Concurs Invisible spunea...

Te asteptam sa intri si tu in concursul nostru unde poti castiga premii in bani!

utopic spunea...

bani multi!